Although tomorrow is the birthday of his child, the first day of February is the day when the court opens, and on this day, Wu Zhi still has to go to the court early in the morning and go to the painting academy to work.

Wu Zhi went to work today for only two purposes, one was to ask for leave, and the other was to dedicate a painting to Zhao Ji, and by the way, he asked for a real power errand.

There are no celebrations in the court on February 2, and there will be some celebrations in the palace as usual, but it is at night, in general, the second day of February in the imperial court is not a "legal holiday", and ancient officials cannot stop going to work at will, so Wu Zhi has to report to the Ministry of Rites in advance today to ask for leave, so that he can stay at home tomorrow to celebrate his sons' birthday.

And to Zhao Ji to dedicate a painting, the dedication is naturally Zhao Ji to Wu Zhi a few years ago The title of the painting "Deep Mountain Tibetan Ancient Temple" was given. Before the intelligent monk came to Wu Zhi, when he left, Wu Zhi consulted the intelligent monk, and after getting a wonderful answer, Wu Zhi began to arrange for his top painters to paint according to the concept given by the intelligent monk.

This time, Wu Zhi pursued excellence, a combination of freehand ink painting and realistic sketch oil painting, so it was not until a few days ago that the Academy officially completed this masterpiece.

Wu Zhi worked so hard to gather all the elites of the academy and himself to create this painting, not only to please Zhao Ji, but more importantly, Wu Zhi wanted to use this opportunity to dedicate his paintings to seek a way to formally participate in politics from Zhao Ji, to put it bluntly, is to be power.

In the new year, Wu Zhi knows that it is time for him to participate in real national affairs, only in this way can the officials and the people of the world gradually know their abilities, their own skills, whether they are traitors or capable ministers

Only in this way can we have real power

is still very low-key to participate in the early dynasty, still polite to everyone, still silent in the court, still accompanied by Zhao Ji in the next court to brag and play mahjong

Played two rounds of mahjong, although Wu Zhi, who had been sitting on Zhao Ji's house, did not touch himself, nor did he light the cannon, but he deliberately did not deliberately feed Zhao Ji's cards as in the past, which also made Zhao Ji have a lot of clips in his hand, in the past, fifty or seventy thousand, or seven or nine cylinders, there was always a secret sycophant Wu Zhi played 60,000 and eight cylinders for him to eat, so Zhao Ji's cards have been very smooth, but today Wu Zhi deliberately restricted him, which also made Zhao Ji play very difficult.

However, whether Wu Zhi deliberately gave him food, or deliberately guarded against him now, Zhao Ji couldn't see it at all, in the final analysis, he was a mahjong rookie, and Wu Zhi, a mahjong master, was not at the same level at all, even if he grew up in mahjong in the future, he might not be able to see Wu Zhi's technique.

So Zhao Ji's cards are not good, and he can only come down to luck.

"Hey, self-draw"

Li Yan smiled cheaply, ended this circle of mahjong, he was instructed by Wu Zhi, a lot more shrewd, the card field is no longer so obvious to let Zhao Ji, when the paste, he will also be paste, now Zhao Ji card difference anyone can see, just Li Yan now has only a flower in his hand mahjong play a branch of money but consistent money, so self-draw to win not much, so he touched the card decisive paste.

"Oops, I'm also sticky with this"

On the other side, Wang Huang looked sorry, since he taught him mahjong, he is more addicted than everyone else, but this game has never deliberately let Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji also likes his seriousness, and there is one more serious player on the card table instead of deliberately patting the horse, so Wu Zhi is very calm whether he restricts Zhao Ji or wants to secretly slap Zhao Ji's fart.

"Your Majesty, I think we should stop playing cards, it just so happens that I have finished the painting you asked me to draw last time, so it is better to taste and appreciate it together"

Seeing that Zhao Ji was a little interested in mahjong, Wu Zhi said in a timely manner.

"Oh, it's done"

Zhao Ji's eyes lit up, and he suddenly came to his senses: "You actually broke my question so quickly, it's amazing, quickly take it out and show it to me."

Saying that, Zhao Ji asked someone to take down the jade mahjong, but Wang Hao swallowed his saliva, and it seemed that he hadn't enjoyed it yet.

"Someone."

Wu Zhi called, and the little eunuch who was waiting outside brought the scroll.

"Your Majesty, please see, this is a painting with the theme of your ancient temple in the deep mountains."

As he spoke, Wu Zhi unfolded the scroll on the table.

The picture scroll slowly unfolded, and the expressions of Zhao Ji, Li Yan, and Wang Huang, who were watching around, all changed, but they were different.

Wang Hao turned from curiosity to doubt, Li Yan was contemplative, and only Zhao Ji was stunned when he saw the painting.

"Didn't you say that there is a monk in this painting, there is no temple," Wang Hao asked.

The picture scroll does not have the shadow of the temple, not even a corner, the paper is only lush and lush, and there is an endless continuous mountain, there is a small stream in the depths of the mountain stream, which flows to the lower right corner as if flowing out of the picture scroll, and there are two vivid little monks in the lower right corner, who are carrying water.

Wu Zhi smiled and said nothing about Wang Hao's question, and Li Yan beside him seemed to understand something, and smiled at Wang Hao: "Wang Xianggong, since there are monks, then there is naturally a temple." ”

Hearing this, Wang Hao stared at the painting again, and then looked at Zhao Ji with a face full of intoxication, Wang Hao laughed and said: "Yes, look at my head, I didn't turn the corner for a while" He admired: "Okay, good painting, although there is no painting of the ancient temple in the whole painting, but through the little monk alluding to the ancient temple in the mountain, it can be said that the Tibetan characters in the title are vividly embodied in the gods, and it is really a god, and Dean Wu is worthy of being the first painter of my Great Song Dynasty."

This is the method that the wise monk told Wu Zhi at the beginning, the title asked me to paint the ancient temple, I just didn't paint the ancient temple, it can be said that I am well versed in the essence of Zhao Ji's freehand aesthetics.

"Where is it, Wang Xianggong has a good reputation, Wu doesn't dare to take credit, this painting is made by me and the painters of our painting academy."

Wu Zhi knew that although Wang Huang was flattering himself, he was more of a fan of Zhao Ji, although he had a good relationship with Zhao Ji, but he also needed to maintain the same views as Zhao Ji at all times, and he had already seen that Zhao Ji appreciated Wu Ji's paintings very much.

"Tut-tut, this painting is not only a wonderful artistic conception, but also almost expressive, which really makes people involuntarily immersed in it at a glance."

Zhao Ji carefully admired the painting inch by inch, without raising his head.

Wu Zhi especially understands Zhao Ji's intoxicated state at this time, because he is one of the creators of this painting, and naturally knows all kinds of things contained in this painting, this is the layman to see the lively, the insider to see the doorway, for the painting, Zhao Ji is an expert, Wu Zhi is now an expert.

This painting is indeed worth a closer look and a slow appreciation.

First of all, in terms of painting techniques, it is a painting method that uses ink as the bone and sketch as the flesh, and simply put, the overall structure and outline of the painting are painted in ink and wash, which is free and uninhibited, such as rolling mountains, winding streams and ancient trees; But in terms of details, it is sketched, such as the large trees on the mountains, the stones and branches beside the stream, and the two agile little monks.

The perfect use of these two painting methods has been enough for Zhao Ji to appreciate for a long time, and the key point is that the use of perspective in this painting is also extremely accurate and ingenious, the farther away the mountains are, the smaller and more hazy, but the stream flowing out of the mountains is getting closer and clearer, as the stream approaches, the rocks and trees on both sides are also naturally enlarged, as if people are not looking at the painting, but the scenery outside the window.

"Wonderful"

Zhao Ji admired, and his eyes were fixed on the two little monks in the painting, these two little monks were fetching water by the stream, and the flat pole was placed on the side of the stream at will, and the grass was pressed down. Another little monk stood on a bluestone in the stream with one foot, and the other foot was carefully raised, his arms slightly spread to maintain balance, his eyebrows were delicate and a little naughty, and he was curiously looking along the stream

It's like looking down the mountain, and it's like the person in the painting looking out of the painting.

The sky in the painting exudes a faint gold, like the morning light, like the afterglow of the setting sun, and like the light of the Buddha emitted from the ancient temple hidden deep in the mountains.

"Wu Zhi, what do you say this little monk is curious about" Zhao Ji asked Wu Zhi thoughtfully.

"The monk is still young, it is when the mortal heart is born, and what he is curious about should be the fireworks in the world." Wu Zhi replied.

Sometimes, after the creator creates a work, the artistic conception contained in it may not be fully explained.

"How similar this is to me"

Zhao Ji sighed, a little melancholy: "I can only live in this Bianjing and this palace all my life, what is the difference between me and the monks in the deep mountains?"

The ancestral system of the Song Dynasty was absolutely not allowed to leave Bianjing.

"Your Majesty doesn't have to feel nostalgic, this whole world is yours, as long as you say a word, all the treasures and beautiful scenery in the whole world can be presented in front of you," Wang Hao said.

"Yes, Your Majesty, there are all the rare things in the world gathered on that Gen Mountain," Li Yan followed.

When Wu Zhi heard this, his heart was not good, and the two of them began to instigate Zhao Ji to work hard and lose money, speaking of which, the reason why Zhao Ji engaged in Huashigang was to satisfy his wish to travel the world to see all the beautiful scenery, but he couldn't.

"Your Majesty, are you still satisfied with this painting?" Wu Zhi immediately changed the subject.

"Haha, of course I'm satisfied, Aiqing can always surprise me."

Zhao Ji actually looked at Wu Zhi with some gratitude, and continued: "Aiqing, you are very talented, and you have repeatedly solved my problems, but you have made great contributions, I must reward you well, and you must not shirk and tell me what reward you want."

Wu Zhi's face was frightened, but he was secretly happy in his heart, and he said that this brother would be welcome

power

I want to participate in the power of the government

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